When Camilo Madrigal finally confesses his undying love towards his life long best friend, he's heartbroken when it doesn't go as planned. But the persistent boy continues on a journey to win her over, to no prevail.
After two years flies by with no...
Abuela wants me to date Erika, who isn't even the one I love.
The girl I ACTUALLY love, is falling for one of my best friends.
Dolores is being all, "you've got to do this on your own," and, "who do you really love?" Stupid ominous stuff.
I hastily threw a towel over my head to dry my hair, who knew a person could be so frustrated after a warm shower.
Abuela knows that Amira exists, I don't see why Erika is any better.
Rolling my eyes, I walked over to my bedroom door. Someone had been knocking, it's probably Isa ready to beat me up.
"Yes?" I said, leaning on the doorframe. A towel was still wrapped around my lower region.
"Ew, is this a bad time? You look really icky," Mirabel shuddered, fisting a hand over her mouth as if she was going to vomit.
"Rude, what do you want?"
"I really need your shapeshifting abilities for something."
"Yeah, because I can just let you borrow my gift for a while."
"No you idiot, I meant I need you to do me a favour," she facepalms.
"Tell me the favour, then we'll negotiate whatever I get in return," I smirk.
"Technically, that's not what a favour is but okay. I need you to go to Laila's house as her sibling of your choice and figure out who she likes."
"Simple enough," I shrug, "so you want this now?"
"Uh, yeah, sure. Just get it done," she pushes her glasses further up her nose bridge.
"Will do, right after I've gotten changed," I head back over to my dresser after closing the door. I wasn't exactly sure why she wanted me to do this, but I wasn't in the position to question her life choices. After all, I could barely figure out my own.
Throwing my iconic ruana swiftly over my head, I mope out of my room.
"Camilo!" I'm caught off guard by a harsh whisper, and an arm yanking me behind a wall.
"Jeez Lori, what is it?" I snatched my arm back from her grasp.
"Abuela is setting up a party for valentines day!"
"Uh, and that's relevant how?"
"God you're ignorant," she let's out an exasperated sigh, facepalming in the process, "she's going to have you ask Erika to be your girlfriend."
"No."
"Yes! And that guy Andres is going to ask your little princess to be his girlfriend!"
"NO."
"YES."
I scrunch up my curls in a frustrated manner, trying to process what she'd just told me.
'PRINCESA!'
'Hm?'
'WHERE ARE YOU?'
'Sitting on a swing? Well, THE swing since it's practically the only one in encanto.'
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